Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, white shirt, and tan tie. His hair is white and very short. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Nicholas was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Nicholas abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Family, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Everburning torch. 2 Holy water. 4 Smokesticks.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Percival took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Passionate, Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and is pretty ugly. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Geoffrey is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Geoffrey was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Extrovert, Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 3100 sp.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. He wears his golden hair down. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Hedonist, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp. A silver and pearl hairclip (100 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (100 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His blonde hair is long and unkept. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Clerebold abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.